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“High school is different in the States. In Ireland we’d all be freaking out about the leaving school certificate, which kind of makes or breaks your entire career before it’s even got started.

“I suppose. Just don’t count on this year being all fun and games. What happens in the next few months will determine which university we get into, you included.”

“Can I say I’ll be happy with any university, as long as you’re there with me?” She gave me a pixie wink and rubbed her butt against my bulge again.

The comment got an eyebrow raise out of me. I wasn’t sure if she actually meant it or was just teasing. Probably teasing. But the uncertainty did get my heart racing a little bit again. I was still thinking of a witty response when the bell attached to the garden gate went off, drawing our attention.

“Hey guys,” Chidinma greeted as she walked over to my lounge chair and held her hand out for our usual fist bump. My pretty but tomboyish Korean best friend glanced around.

“Anybody else here yet?”

I shook my head. “not yet.”

As if on cue, a moment later the sound of a big truck engine revved from the other side of the house. It was Sam’s usual way of announcing her presence in advance. A minute later, the busty platinum blonde came in through the gate, followed closely behind by her best friend Anna, the tall and svelte brunette. Uchechi thrust her hands into the air, cheering, “Let’s get this party started!”

Thirty minutes later, I sat upright straddling while casually observing the seven hot girls in bikinis frolicking around the backyard. One of the seven currently sat directly in front of me with her head pitched forward, moaning erotically while I gave her pleasure with my strong hands and fingers.

“Fuuuuck, yeahhh...” Helen Olisa groaned, her supple flesh yielding to my rhythmic motions.

Oh, have I not introduced Helen yet? Yeah, I wasn’t expecting her, either, but the Pretty-Young-Things had never been that cliquish and other friends and acquaintances would occasionally come and hang out with us. Christy and Precious had started off pretty nerdy, and still had their nerd friends. Uchechi and Anna had always been popular and still had their popular friends.

Every now and again someone would join us for a few days and the group would sort of suss out how well they fit the dynamic. Cup size wasn’t even a requirement. But until Maryam, none of them had lasted more than a month.

Helen was one of the girls who sort of popped in every three or four months. She had been good friends with Uchechi ever since the latter had arrived from Port Harcourt in seventh grade, and remained so even when Uchechi split off to start hanging out with the Pretty-Young-Things early sophomore year. Helen was extremely popular at school, quick-witted and outgoing, the type who could bring life to any room she was in.

It helped that she was gorgeous, with naturally dirty-blonde hair that she dyed in all sorts of colors that seemed to change every month, not to mention a pair of 34D tits she was always showing off. If she ever wanted to maintain membership in the Pretty-Young-Things, her rack certainly qualified. But she was also a social butterfly, flitting from one clique to the next, super-friendly with everyone but never settling down for long.

It wasn’t a huge surprise when Helen came through the gate just after Uchechi and Anna. Her hair was bright bright now, like neon bright all over.

She came over to me, gave me a pixie kiss on the cheek, and greeted me with a “Long time no see, Michael” in a tone that suggested it actually pained her to have been separated from me for the past three months. Five minutes later, the three new arrivals emerged from the house wearing skimpy bikinis that drew my attention away from the backrub I had been giving Maryam.

Chidinma had arrived already wearing her swimsuit under her clothes and had called “next” while the other three were still in the house. So Helen had been quick to make her reservation for a Michael-issued backrub before either Anna or Uchechi could speak up.

Two minutes into her backrub, Helen moaned orgasmically that I was worth the wait.

From the lounge chair to my left, Precious raised her sunglasses up onto her forehead for a moment, evaluated the ecstatic pleasure on Helen’s face, and announced, “I call ‘next’!”

“Get in line, bitch!” Anna playfully rebuked from the patio door as she walked toward us, holding three cold beer bottles straight from the fridge.

She set one down on the ground next to Helen’s feet and glanced over at Precious. “You can go after me and Sam.”

Seated on the edge of the pool, her feet in the water, Uchechi extended her hand and accepted the beer Anna gave her. The blonde also glanced over at Precious and said, “It’s what you get for getting here late.”

Precious shrugged like it was no big deal and returned to her conversation with Christy. The pair of them had indeed arrived only minutes ago, an unusually late arrival given that I’d dropped off Christy before I’d got home.

Either Precious had been delayed and Christy was waiting for her, or more likely, Precious had gone straight to her best friend’s house and they’d been talking about the “Emma” incident.

They weren’t talking about him anymore, discussing something about the Physics syllabus instead, so I tuned them out and focused on turning Helen into a puddle of jello beneath my hands.

By now I was actually wrapping up the end of the massage. I gave so many backrubs I had developed a routine and was winding down to the end. Completing the final set of firm moves, I let up on the pressure and gave pretty much every square inch of Helen’s bare-naked back a gentle caress.

The bright-haired beauty shivered and moaned at that last bit, unexpected as it was for her; the other girls knew I liked to kiss their necks at the end. She remained hunched over, eyes closed and breathing deeply as if in a trance.

I waited patiently, giving her space. This wasn’t the first time one of my backrubs had sent a girl off to a higher plane of existence, and I knew it sometimes took a while for her to come back down to earth.





Sweeter Than Honey: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/sweeter_than_honey/43801

I concur. Everything should be mutual.

Good work

Good work

Force does not bring, except peace of the graveyard. It is love and unity that bring peace.

Say no to scams.

Another interesting episode is unfolding.

VERY IMPRESSIVE. HE WILL ASPIRE MORE.

UltimateSpice:
NICE N COOL

Thanks

GOOD TO HEAR THAT

Hmn...

Good words. Now, let actions follow.

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COUNT ME OUT

But 2021 has not ended. This is presumptive.

North Korea is always so daring

A child from the pit of hell

HMN...

DRAMA OF THE ABSURD

There is no right thinking person that will support the violence. It is absurd that some people are hell bent on setting a house on fire just because they want to kill the house rat.

Nice one

Keep it coming

Ride on